It’s a gloomy, soggy Sunday. I rock in my recliner and post thoughts about those who won’t be in church this morning. How ungodly are they? Reflecting on the news of the day, I can’t imagine there is much love as it’s “every man and woman for themselves”. I’ve lived, somehow, long enough to see this rerun played out long before now. There is no God in times of bloodshed. In my faith, Christ shed that for me. I’m eternally grateful that my love of God permeates.
Here, by my side, are years of writings. Some are sad, but some I rejoice in how many ways can I say I love you, God. Like rainy days, my heart pales and the sky’s gray reminds me of my past. The failures, Lord, that you brought me through; the times I stumbled and you caught me as well; and the accidents where You saved me. Dear God, how many ways can I say I love You?
Beside me are my shoe box monuments. No one can imagine in this day and age, the solidarity I hold as you make an example out of me. Graced with your anointment, my course has turned. I woke one early dawn and I wrote my precious first piece – “Jesus In The Backseat”. My life now prophesized, God has ordered my mission.
My steps now lighter, my heart resides in forgiveness. My love and Your messages are now spreading around the world. How many ways can I say…I love You, God?
Readers: How many ways can you say….”I love you, God”…..in my life? How has He changed your life?
You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. (Deuteronomy 6:5)
Jesus answered him, “If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him. Whoever does not love me does not keep my words. And the word that you hear is not mine but the Father’s who sent me. (John 14: 23-24)
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! (Psalm 150: 6)
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. (James 1: 17)